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' GRANDMOTHER 
HILDEBRAND'S-:- LEGACY; 

OR, 

MAE BLOSSOMS REWARD. 

A DRAMA 

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John Blossom, (independent Vermont Farmer) Mr. C. A. Lamson 

Sam Blossom, (his brother) Mr. Will kibbee 

George Pierson, (the city lover) Mr. Stedman Boron 

Jack Thorne, (.1 wronged husband) Mr. E. E. Hall 

Fred Rivers, (who tries to court) Mr. E. 1). Batchelder 

Pat O'Connor, (Iridi servant) Mr. Henry C Ti range 

Sam, (a colered son-ant) John Swerdreger 

Harry Fielding, (the postmaster's son) Archie S. Paige 

Policeman Mr. C. II. Ward 

Teddy, (a newsbov) Harry Shipimn 

Dick, (a boot black) Russell Batchelder 

Mrs. Susan Blossom, (John's wife) Mrs. C. H. Ward 

Balinda, (Susan's <>U ma : d sister) Mrs. Lina George 

Mae Blossom, [John Blossom's daughter j) 

V Miss Flora Batchelder 

Mrs. Landon, [her assumed name] j 

Mrs. Reighnald Pierson, [wife of Jack Thorne] Mrs. E. D. Paine 

Isabel Crawford, [supposed ward of Mrs. Pierson] Mrs. Geo. Shipman 

Betsy Ann Skinner, [who flirts with Sam] Miss May Bobbins 

Grandmother Hilderrand Miss Flora Hall 

TABLEAU— Ending Act TIL "The Golden Chain." 
TABLEAU— Ending Act V. " Love Rules the World." 

COST UMES— MODE UN. 

TIME OF PLAYING— TWO HO UBS. 

SYNOPSIS OF EVENTS. 

ACT T. — A Vermont home. The birth-flay party. Betsy Ann 
'"flirts." Grandmother HUdebrand's arrival. " Git out, you s'ass- 
,box! " The city guest. The dance. Grandmother has the "crick" 
in the back. 

r ACT II. — A mortgaged home. The blind father. Family prayers. 
Mae's resolution. Appeal for her lover. "A woman's honor is 
•her life." Parting between Mrs. Blosson and Mae. 
: ACT III. — New York street scene. Pat's breakfast. Interview 
between Mrs. Pierson and Isabel. Mrs. Pierson denies her own 
child. The new housekeeper. Her meeting with George. Pat 
watches the "Ould Tabby." Mrs. Landon's discovery. Mrs. Pier- 
son as a "somnambulist." Her secret. "Mrs. Jack Crawford, your 
sin has found you out." United at last. Tableau — "The Golden 
Chain." 

- ACT IV. The return home. Mae's plan. Isabel's return. For- 
giveness. Meeting between father and daughter. The scare. "Who 
am de villan?" Pat's stick comes down. The midnight robber. 
Isabel's warning. The uplifted dagger. Jack Thorne. "Once 
more I will save her." Mrs. Piersons insanity and death. 

ACT V. — Farmer Blossom's farm. Mae's return. The same old 
hymn: "Dennis." The blind see. Sam and 'Liudy court. "Bean 
porridge hot." Arrival of grandmother. "You've grow'd'mazingly." 
The dance. Farmer Blossom's invitation. Tableau — "Love rules 
the world." 

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R., means Right; l., Left; R. h., Right Hand; l. h., Loft Hand; c. Centre; s. E., 
i2d B.,3 Second Entrance; u. e., Upper Entrance; m. d., Middle Door; p., the Flat, 
p. F., Boor in Flat; r. c, Rignt of Centre; l. c, Left of Centre. 

R. R. C. C. L. C. L. 

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Grandmother Hildebrand's Legacy. 

ACT I. 

SCENE I.-Showing side of Farmer Blossom's house— rustic seat and 
fmrnTmif* ng int0 house ' Mr - and Mrs - Blossom enter 

Mr. B. Just eighteen years ago our Mae came to gladden our 
hearts and Lome and she has dene it. hasn't she wifef But mv' 
isn t she a romp! [laughing heard in distant) I declare there she 
goes tins minute running full speed down the hill with the girls as 
it she vvns but e-ght instead of eighteen. rt ' 

Mrs. B But you forget, John, that our romping Mae, as you call 
her, is just what we have allowed her to be-a bird as free a the 
air, to fly and light, then fly again. ' e 

Mr* B n ^ thHt ^/act; and She flios t0 ° h! S h sometimes. 
s« f' -?V i r* d v ay 'V 11 be a ha P^ event in her fre. We cannot be 
too thankful, John, that going to the Seminary did not mold her 
into a proud society girl. Graduating, as she did, with the highest 
honors, she comes back to us so light-hearted and gav, so unarm- 
ing, our own Mae. John, it is no wonder that the young peSTf 
our neighborhood all love her, for she joins in all their wrts an 
helps^in all their troubles. God grant "that she may ahv'ays be as 

Mr.B. Yes, Susan, it has taken away from the exterior thoso 
rough, sharp edges, while the heart remains just a! joyous and 

Enter, Sam Blossom from end of house, l. 

Sam B Gosh all fish-hooks, John, gue^s what that tarnal brindb 
cow has bin doin' now. She give old Yall-ir n P vt »« h«l « ii i 
[^ic^otherhorn^ 

bellerm' er all git out. I'd no more an' got her fixed when I heard 
a shoutin' up on the side hill, and there was Mae setti ' on a roe 
wavin' her handkercher. Oh! she was a orettv nier. r' wil ? 
whit* dress on and her hair all full of vol? Sez she ??**"** 
Old Brindle wanted to come to my birthday mrrv " T Jn glMa 
John, she ain't no different than JwKiS to skule T' 

lZFT U & lt ^^ S6en her J» m P«w that stone wa 1 t'other'dav ' 
when she thought no one was lookin'! Gol! 'twas iistlik/t «' 
{motions to jump) and over she went 1 J lke thls : L 



$ GRAXDMOTHEft HlLDEMtANVS LEGACY. 

Mrs. B. And who was it, T wonder, that taught her to jump 
fences, stone walls, and run races in such a boyish manner? 

Sam B. Oh, git out — git out ! But. I say,ain't it most time for the 
folks to be comin' ? If 'twas anybo \\- <>!-; • hut our Mae goin' to have 
this party, I'll bet I wouldn't keep these clothes on much longer! 1 
put some fresh hen's ile onto these boots to kind of limber 'em up. 
Haven't had any on before since I went to Betsy Ann Skinner's to 
tea. Taller is good 'nough, but I think hen's ile is a leetle more 
softening. 

Exit, Mr. and Mrs. B. into house — Sam seats himself to whittle — 
Balindy heard calling outside. 

Bal. Samuel ! Sam ! {at the top of her voice) Sam ! ! 

Sam B. Balindy is gittin' wild. She's cultivatin' her voice. I 
hain't quite got this peg to suit me yet. 

Bal. (outside) Sam Blossom, have I got to crack my throat 
calling you? 

Enter, Balindy, r. 

Sam — Law ! how cute you do look ! 

Sam B. You're lookin' fresh as a squash, too. 

Bal. Now, Sam. none of your nonsense. Do come in an 1 help 
me get up the ice-cream and other things from the cellar. It's most 
time for the folks to come and I ain't dressed jit. (looks l.) Gracious! 
if there ain't Mae's cat eating up them custards! Scat! scat! Sam, 
do for mercy sake hurry up I (exeunt l. 

Enter, Mr. and Mrs. Blossom, r. 

Mr. B. Ah, there is Harry, the post-master's son. I wonder what 
is up now ? 

Enter, Harry, l. 

Harry. Here is a letter for you, Mr. Blossom. Seeing it was 
Mae's birthday, and you might be hindered, I thought I won id bring 
it up myself. 

Mrs. B. Thank you, Harry. I am sorry you cannot come this 
afternoon, but remember and come this evening. I will not forget 
to save you some cake and cream. 

Harry. Thank you ; you are very kind, (hesitates) All the boys 
like you, Mrs. Blossom. 

Mr. B. Yes, Susan, and the big boys, too. 

Mrs. B. Good-bye, Harry. 

Harry. Good-bye, Mrs' Blossom — Mr. Blossom. (exit r. 

Mr. B. (reading letter) " Dear brother and sister: — We are very 
sorry that we cannot accept your kind invitation to Mae's birthday 
party; but who should decide to go, after we had given it up, but 
grandmother. We have been a week getting her bundles together 
and I hope you can get along with her. But above all things look 
out for her * crick in the back.' Lovingly, your sister, Clarisy." 
(laughing) Ha! ha! Susan, we are in for it sure. But won't Mae 
enjoy it? 

Mrs. B. Yes, indeed, she will. Everything is ready and she has 
not come yet. I guess I will go and find her, for we want to be all 
ready to welcome our friends, (points l.) Look, John ; there they 
Come with Mae. J will go and bring Sam and Balindy. (exit k. 



UEANDMOTIIER IIILDEBRANVS LEGACY. 3 

Enter, r., Mrs. Blossom with Sam and Balindy as party of young 
people enter l. — lively music. 

Mr. B. {general hand shaking) Friends, we give you a hearty 
welcome. To-day let us banish all care and enjoy ourselves to the 
uttermost. "(Jut of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketb," 
and ours is a generous love for you all. I know 1 speak for Mae; 
don't I, my child? 

Mae. Of cour-e you do, father. I love everybody; don't I Uncle 
Sam? 

Sam B. Shouldn't wonder at all. You like all the cows and 
horses, and they like you. But 'peers to me there is one man that 
ain't sot on you. 

Mae. Oh, I just begin to see, uncle. There is somebody on the 
lull that don't like me at all. lie's just as mad at me as he can be 
because I chased his spotted calf through the meadow and made him 
jump the stone wall, (laughs) He said : "You romping torn-boy, 
hasn't your father ever taught you any better? Do you ever expect 
to go to Heaven?" 

Mrs. B. Mae, I never knew of this. I hope you did not answer 
him back. , 

Mae. I didn't know just what to say, he looked so fierce, and so 

Fred. What did you say, Mae ? 

Mae. So I said: " If you are not very particular, I guess I'll go 
where father and mother do, and that will be good enough for me 
{laughter) Oh! he looked just black, and 1 was kind of scared; and 
then he said something about the Devil— I didn't know anything 
about him, so I ran home. That was a long time ago, but I don't 
think he has forgotten it to this day. 

Bal. I never was sot on the Deacon myself. But Samantha does 
make, the best dried apple pies, {others have formed in groups talking. 
^c— Sam talks to Betsy Ann, who smiles and nods) I declare if 
Sam ain't makin' a fool of himself over Betsy Ann Skinner! What'on 
earth he can see in her to do that for, (imitates her) is more than I 
can see ! Guess I will tend to Sam myself, (crosses over and motions 
Sam to her— points l.) Mercy on us! who is that comin' all covered 
over with band-boxes? For the laid sake! Mae, do, come and see 
"ho it r 

Sam. 

mbrel„ . 

Fred. There goes her band-boxes ! 

Mae. Why, mother— Uncle Sam— everybody, if it isn't Grand- 
mother Hildebrand ! 

Fred. Gosh ! Firebrand, I should say. 

Mae. Oh, isn't it jolly! Dear old grandma! I'll run and heln 
carry her things. * 

Fred. I'll go, too. 

Mae. I'll beat you Fred ! (both run of l. 

Mrs. B. Grandmother is a queer old body, but she loves Mae and 
under her rough exterior she really has a kind heart. 

Sam. Do you remember, Balinda, the day she chased me around 
the barn-yard with a broom handle 'cause 1 upset her yaller snuff- 

Bal 'Taint no ways likely I'll forgit her. Didn't she git mad at 
the stove one day 'cause she couldn't warm her feet quick enough? 



who it is. . (all go l. 

Gewhitiker! see her pound that boy over the head with her 
umbrella! 



6 GRANDMOTHER HILDEBRAND'S LEGACY, 

Had the crick in her back to pay for it and sot plump down in my 
pan of Hz' dough. 

Mr. B. Well, let's give lier a hearty welcome and may she be as 
happy as we are. 

Lively music— Enter, l., Grandmother Hildebrand, Mae and Fred 

loaded with band-boxes. 

Omnes. (shout) Welcome!! 

Grandma. Stop that yellin', you pesky critters! Anybody would 
think you was drivin' a flock of sheep. (Fred goes to take bundle) 
Out of the way. sass-box ! Howdy do, Susan ? What on earth have you 
got these yellin critters, round you for? John, I 'spose you're tuck- 
ered out, but you see to that boy. My best night-cap and hem- 
stitched haudkercher is in that box. 

Mae. Oh, grandma, these are my friends who have come to my 
party. 

Grandma. T.avv sake, child, vou don't say so! (bandbox falls) 
There! there goes my best bonnet box! Oh, dear! Balindy, you 
got any saee tea on bilin'? My nerves are completelv upsot with all 
this folderoll. Mae, do you know who that pesky critter was on the 
keers? (takes snuff) Looked a leetle like a cousin of mine. He 
thought he was smart, but be wan't. He come up to me, and said : 
"Punch it, madan? " "What?" sez I. " Must punch it," sez he. 
" Git right out! " sez I, " I ain't goin' to no sich place. I'm goin' 
to see John and Susan on the farm." And the silly critters all 
laughed! 

Mae. Why, grandmother, that was the conductor. 

Grandma. Corn doctor! Dear suz. child, do you 'spose he could 
cure that corn on my left foot! It's awful tender. 

(dinner bell is heard 

Mr. B. Mae's birthday dinner will now be served. Come friends, 
one and all, after which we will return for our visit. Come, grand- 
mother. 

Grandma. Sam, you and Mae will have to help me. I'm hungry 
as a bear. Where on 'arth is that box with the saffron and spearmint? 
(reaches down to untie box) Oh! oh! my back! Oh! (sneezes and 
takes snuff ) I might have know'd I should ketch cold comin' up 
here ! (sneezes 

Mr. B. Come, come, mother. 

(Fred lets fall some boxes — all laugh 

Grandma. Stop your laughing, sassboxes! You be keerful of that 
box, boj'. Sam, help me into the house, but do be keerful 'bout 
mussin' my dress. (exeunt into house, r., in greatest confusion 

Enter, George Pierson, l. 

Geo. This, then, is the Blossom farm. What would my step- 
mother and her ward, Isabel, say to this, I wonder, in comparison to 
Pierson House. They are having a party, and I can hear Mae's 
laugh above all the rest. Will gay, laughing, loving Mae remember 
her promise to me of two years ago when she was a pupil at my 
aunt's Seminary ? In all the changes that have taken place in these 
two years — black and hideous as the blackest night — one smile I re- 
member; one face I see to comfort; soothes me when it seems as if I 
should go mad. One letter only have I received from her, but that, 
so full of love and hope, that it has given me patience and courage 



GRANDMOTHER IIILDEBRAND'S LEGACY. 9 

for the future. She may have changed, too. Oh ! I'll not think of 
that, but hope she is the same loving Mae of old. Someone is 
coming. 

Enter, Sam, r., comes c. 

Sam. I thought I heard a noise down to the barn. Jest as like as 
not that tarnel cow has got loose agin, {sees George) Howdy do, 
stranger. Fine weather we're havin'. You ain't the feller what 
wascomin'to look at thein Jersey calves, are you? Might have 
knowed 'twas, though, for you wrote you's comin' the last of the 
week. 

Geo. I beg vour pardon, sir, 

Sam B. 0\\, never mind— never mind; don't make any excuses. 
We'll keep you over night and then we can see 'bout the^calves in 
the mornin'. 

Geo. Indoed, you are mistaken, sir. 

Sam B. No, 'tain't no mistake, nuther. You're jest as welcome 
to stay as not. 

Geo. But I am not the man you take me for. I am George 
Pierson, of New York, and have come to pay my respects to Miss 
Mae Blossom. Have I the pleasure of speaking to Mr. Blossom ? 

Sam B. Well, I vow! Yes, I'm Blossom/ Hope you'll excuse 
me, sir, but John's the one you're lookin' for. Hope you didn't 
think I was Mae's father? Wish I was, though. John ain't no 
more like me than black and white. He went to skule and got book 
learnin' and so did Susan. My edication was good what there was 
on't, but 'twas plaggy short. I went to skule in the mornin', got a 
lickin' at half-past ten, licked the skule-master at half-past eleven, 
and at twelve, father give me a thunderin' poundin'. That was the 
time I graduated, and I ain't had no dispersition to graduate 
since. i 

Geo. Y T ou are an honest man, Mr. Blossom ; give me your hand. 
1 am heartily glad to meet you. {shake hands 

Sam B. Now, come right into the house and see the folks. Mae 
is having a birthday party and is happy as a lark. {exeunt R. 

Enter, Balindy, l. 3 e. 

Bal. Sam ! Sam ! I thought sure I saw Sam and Betsy Ann 
Skinner goin' out together ! 'Tain't no matter if I am Susan's sister 
and Sam is John's brother, we are as like as two peas. He's said 
many a time that I could make better preserves and pies than Nancy 
Doolittle, and she learned down to New York. Betsy Ann ain't no 
cook, and aint no great of a dress maker nuther, I don't call her. 
Good land, she puckered this delaine all up in the back. I declare, 
all I could think of was an old settin'-hen with her tail feathers 
stickin' out. I knew it 'twan't the fashion, so I pulled it down. 
Guess I'll 'tend to Sam myself. {exit into house R. 3 e. i 

Enter, Fred and Mae from house R. 

Fred. I don't care if he is polite, I don't ! He ain't going to have 
,,ou all the time. 

Mae. Why, Fred, what is the matter, now? 
Fred' I say, Mae, who is that city chap? 



* GRANDMOTHER UILDEBRANVS LEGACY. 

Mae. He is a friend of mine. I went to his aunt's school. 

Fred. I say, Mae, lie ain't sweet on you, is he? 

Mae. {laughs) What a foolish Fred. 

Fred. 1 say — I say — I say, May, I like you. 

Mae. Of course you do, Fred, and so do I you. Didn't we used 
to have fun chasing Uncle Sam's calves through the pasture and eat- 
ing Aunt Balindy's preserves ? (laughs) Why, this very morning 
I had the nicest run on the hill with Hairy Mason's sisters. Oh, 
we had just a splendid time ! Fred, I'd rather have the love of these 
dear ones and this dear old farm than all that wealth can give; but 
here they all come and we must join them. 

Fred. 1 can't never have a chance to say half that I want too. 

Enter, r., Grandma on arm of George Pierson — others follow. 

Grandma. You don't mean to tell me you are Squire Pierson's 
boy? He married she it was Luoinda Raymond. (Fred gets a seat 
for them near front of stage, b.) Balindy, bring out my bottle of 
hartshorn and that box tied with the garter. I didn't have time to 
knit a mate to it, Clarisy so upsot me 'bout this party, (to Geo.) 
You say, young man,— (takes snuff)— where on 'arth is my pocket 
handkercher? Well, young man, they do say the Squire made lots 
of money arter he married Lucindy. She was as good a girl — if I 
do say it — as ever struck the four corners. How's the Squire's 
health, young man? (looks up) Got the nose bind, young man? 
Land a massy i (Geo. has handkerchief to face 

Geo. Excuse me, grandmother, if 1 may call you so, my father 
and mother are both dead. 

Grandma. Oh! oh! my back! my back! My campfire, quick! 
(Fred rushes with bottle — th<y fan her, etc.) There — there, that's a 
dreadful shock ! Then you go and visit with the young folks, for 
I 'spose you're liable to die any minute. When I git my nerves 
straightened out v\ e will talk it over. 

(unties different boxes, etc., while others are talking 

Betsy. Samuel, can't you sing the sweet melody, " Oh Fair Dove, 
Oh Fond Dove.'' It would be perfectly delightful. 

Bal. 3etsy Ann Skinner, what an idea! Sam can't sing any 
more than a cat. If you want to sing, sing 

Fred. Gol ! you sing Betsy. 

Betsy. Well, if you all insist, I will favor you with the maiden's 
lament, "I'm Willing to Wait." 

Sam B. Now, come, Betsy, let the song go. What do you say to 
some dancing it John and Susan con't object. Grandmother used 
to be a rattler. 

Mae. Oh, if she would dance, wouldn't it be jolly ? 
. Sam B. John, do you and Susan object to a leetle dancing on 
Mae's birthday? 

Grandma. Good gracious! Sam Blossom, are you out of your 
senses? Hain't -John and Susan bin meetiu' folks for nigh onto 
forty year ? 

Mr. B. Yes, grandmother, we have served our Master faithfully 
for over forty years, and He has blest us, but if the young people 
want to dance a few minutes for exercise, I am 'sure Susan and [ 
shall not object. If the result is good, where can be the sin ? I will 
ask Mr. Pierson to take my place. 

Grandma. What on 'arth is this world comin' to ! (Mr. B. mo- 
tions Sam to as&JurRANDMA. who goes over and whispers to her) Law 



GRANDMOTHER IIILDEBRAN&S LEGACY. 9 

4akes, Sam! Where in the world is my pocket handkercher? Susan, 
you keep an eye on my knittin'. It'll make my back worse I do 
believe. 

Dance French four or quadrille— Sam and Grandma dance last an** 
ends up in Grandma having " crick in the back.'' 1 

CURTAIN. 

ACT II. 

Two years have elapsed between Act 1. and Act II. 

SCENE I.— Sitting room in Mr. Blossom's house. Mr. B. at r. and 
Mrs. B. at l. of center table— Mae on a hassock at Mr. B's. side, 
arm and head resting on his knee— Sam. B. front l.— Balinvy front 
R. knitting — slow music. 

Mr. B. Wife, what night is this? 

Mrs. B. Thursday night, John. 

Mr. B. Just two years ago George left us, and we were all so happy 
—but what a change. 

Mrs. B. I wouldn't fcalk about that, John. 

Mr. B Oh, I must talk about it. I have kept still until it seems 
as though my heart will break. We have had nothing but trouble 
•since that day— nothing but trouble. The cattle all dyin«-— a thin** 
not heard of for fifty years— and the crops failing. I coukTget along 
with all this, but to think of this old farm, where we have always 
had peace and plenty and to spare, being mortgaged to pay those 
notes lather thought was paid long before he died— it is too much— 
too much. Susan, it is no wonder your hair turned white in a sino-le 
week, it is more of a wonder to me that vou are not in the little cor- 
i.er lot beside our baby Harry. Oh, 1 often see the little white shaft 
pointing upward, and we will soon be there, Sus.in, soon be there. 

1f _ _ . (points up 

Mrs. B. Dear, dear husband, do not speak like that. I cannot 
but think that all will yet be well. 

Mr. B. Aye, all will be well some day. These sightless eyes 
shall see again some clay — some day. 

Mae. Oh, father, father! yon have your Mae, who will work and 
earn money; and who knows but we can have this dear old 
farm back again. Try and be cheerful, won't you, father? 

Sam B. 'Lindy and I wiil stick to you John ; won't we 'Lindy ? 

Bal. Sam Blossom, you know I will. 

Mr. B. That's the trouble, Sam. You have stayed by us when 
you knew there was nothing but ruin in the end. Now you and 
Balindy have got to begin all over again. 

Sam B. Cracky Peter ! John, you don't know what 'Lindy and I 
may do, yet. We may buy you out 'fore long, jest as like as 
not. 

Bal. Sam 

Mae. Yes, father; and I have some monev that I have saved 
co— to— and Iwill take some of it and go to New York. I am sure 
when I graduate they will find some good position for me. 

Mr. B. Why didn't you say it, child, that you had saved your 
money for wedding trinkets. 

Mae, Father— — 

Mr. B. Oh, Mae, isn't it enough that your heart is nearly broken ? 



10 QBANDMOTHEK HILDEBBANVS LEGACY. 

that your once happy laugh is gone? But your looks tell me you 
love liitn still. 

Mae. Oh, father 

Mr. B. Tut, tut, child, don't say a word, don't say a word. Why 
didn't he come back like a man? If he tired of you, if he was hon- 
est, why didn't he break the engagement? You could stand that; 
but never mention his name again, (rises) Never, as long as you 
live, let it be said that a Blossom did a dishonorable act. 

Mae. Father, I have always obeyed you in all things, but in this 
I cannot. Father, 1 love George Pierson with all my heart; and 
though he has deserted me as you say, though the promise he made 
may seem to be broken, still I believe in him. I still trust him, and 
time shall prove that Mae Blossom was right. Yes, father, your 
Mae has been a careless, laughing, romping girl, chasing the birds 
and butter-flies, lree as the air of Heaven, but to-night she dons a' 
a woman's garb, and to-morrow she will go out into the world to do 
a woman's part. 

Sam B. By cracky ! Mae, give me your hand, (takes hand — wipes 
away tear with coat sleeve) Who'd ever 'spose I'd live to hear such 
words? Bully for you ! 'Lindy, ain't you confounded? 

Bal. Do stop your noise! (tries to hide tears 

Mr. B. Mae, you are a noble girl. Somehow your words give 
me comfort and courage, though I cannot see a single gleam of 
light. 

< Mae. But light will come, father. Don't you remember mother 
read last night that not even a sparrow could fall to the ground 
without His notice? 

Mr. B. Yes, my child,. His mercies are from everlasting to 
everlasting to those who trust him. Come, Susan, we will go into 
the other room and Mae shall read the same chapter over again. 
Slow music as they exit r. — after singing the old tune " Dennis" outside 
Mae re-enters with light. 
Mae. Dear, dear father. Even as we stmg " Come Cast Your 
Burthens" he fell asleep like a tired child. Father says George 
helped to make him blind; helped to increase this trouble; and 
mother, how sad she looks, though she never murmers nor complains. 
Oh, I am so tired, (sits on sofa — head falls back) so tired. 
George, you are true. George, I love you. (slow music 

Enter, Mrs. Blossom, r. 

Mrs. B. Mae is not in her room; where is my child? (sees Mae) 
ih, poor tired child. But it is late and I must awaken her. Mae! 
Mae, my child ! 

Mae. (wakes with a start) Oh! was I asleep? Mother, I have 
make up my mind to £0 away. 

Mrs. B. Mae, my child 

Mae. I know what you would say, mother, but do naught against 
it. Mother, look at your Mae. Do you think I could give my blind 
father his good-night kiss if I was not as pure as when George 
Pierson's love first entered my heart and soul? No, mother, a wo- 
man's honor is her life; and he who tramples on it is baser than hell 
itself. 

Mrs. B. But the hours will be so long — and poor John ! 

Mae. I know it, mother, and for that very reason I must go ; but 
come. We cannot see through the darkness; God kindly veils our 



GBANDMOTIIER IIILDEBRANDS LEGACY. U 

eyes. To-night may look dark and dreary, but let us hope that 
gladness and sunshine will come with to-morrow. 

(slow music and curtain as they exeunt R. 

ACT III. 

SCENE I.— Street scene in New York. News boys, boot-blacks, pe-> 
destrains passing back and forth — ice cream sign on wing. 

Enter, Pat, l., who staggers from one side to the other. 

Teddy. Mornin' paper! Herald! Globe and Times! Mornin* 
paper ! Say, mister, want a mornin' paper ? 

Pat. Your a daisy, (hie) you are; but I don't want any mourn- 
in' papers. I'm not dead yet. 

Dick. Black yer boots ? Only a nickel a shine. Want a shine, 
mister? 

Pat. Shine! (hie) don't I allers shine? (hie— runs against side) 
This town has got the crookedest sidewalks — (hie — sees lady lead- 
ing dog) Say, dog, dog, {hie) doggie, where you goin' wid ther 
old woman? 

Lady. You impudent creature, I'll have you arrested. 

Pat. Rested! (hie) who said (hie) I was tired? I ain't tired. 

Teddy. I say, boys, that feller's got the wiggles. 

Pat. Let me git me iligint (hie) hand on your nos^ (hie) and 
you'd be a thinkin' I'd got the twists. (sees ice cream sign) 
Sure, here's a mon that want to hire (hie) some one. Let's see 
what he wants. I scream. (hie) Bless me trotters, he 
wants to hire some one (hie) to scream, {hie) Well, my 
soul, this is a quar counthry! (hie) Sure, it's an Irish gentleman 
iikc myself (hie) that can do ther same (hie) in daeint 
shape; so here goes fer ould Ireland and Pat O'Connor. 

(screams until a policeman collars him 

Enter, Geo. Piurson, r. 

Geo. What has that young man been doing? 

Police. Oh, tiie fool is drunk and been disturbing. 

Pat. Say that a agin (hie) and Oi'll down ye:- top-knot! 

Geo. Wait till I question him. He looks like a good honest fel- 
low. Were you ever in New York before? 

Pat. Oi niver was, shiire. 

Geo. There boys, (gives money) now cle ir out. 

Police. Clear out eveiy son of you, or I'll put you all in jail. 

Geo. Young man, I like your face. The worse for drink in a 
strange city makes you sadly in need of help. Tell me where you 
came from and what you are seeking. I may be able to assist 
you. 

Pat. Shore, yer a gintleman, every inch av yer. Oi came from 
(\ rk, the darliut place, and my name is Pat O'Connor. Shure, it's 
Pat thot can tind yer horses, or wait on ther 1 idies as well as the 
nixt mon. That O Irishman's breakfast, bad luck to it, nearly done 
me up. (hie 

Geo. How is that, Pat? 

Pat. Faith, an' me breakfast was dhrinkin' and foightin', and 
shure thot's a good square meal -for an Oirishmon any day; but 
shure Oi got a good character — here it is. (Geo. reads) k To whom 



It GBANDMOTIIEU IULDEBRAND'S LEGACY. 

it may concern : This is to certify that the bearer, Pat O'Connor, 
was in my employ four years as coachman, and was faithful and 
honest. Signed: Sir Walter O'Brien, Delphi Terrace, Cork." 

Pat. Shure, thot's me masther. 

Geo. {to policeman) Your number, policeman is 18. All right. 
{gives card to Pat and money to policeman) Take this young man to 
a good boarding house. Now, Pat, keep your Ireland down. So 
smart a people should not be compromised in this way. When yon 
are Pat O'Connor come to me at that number. {turns to go 

Pat. Oi say, misther ! 

Geo. Well, Pat? 

Pat. Oi am shure Oi'll be lavin' off the Oirishman's breakfast 
afther this. 

Geo. That's right. {exit l. 

Police. Well, you have got the luck this time. Why, that was 
George Pierson, whose father was one of the richest bankers in this 
city. He's got a step-mother, though, ha! ha! But I say, young 
lellow, that hist shake 1 gave you rather straightened you out, didn't 
it? Cone on. 

Pat. Shure, yer a trump ; but could yer be afther tellin me where 
Oi could foind Jennie O'Flarity? She works here. 

Enter, newsboys, calling names of papers. 

By me soul, Oi'm afther yer. 

[rushes for boys — policeman hangs to coat tail 

QUICK CURTAIN. 

SCENE II. — Elegant sitting-room in Pierson's house. 
Enter, Sam and J. Thomas, r. 

Sam. Dis will neber do, sah, neber do. De missus am bery 
particular. She neber receives callers without they first present their 
cards. 

Jack. Get out, you stuck up nigger! Tell Mrs. Pierson an old 
acquaintance wants to see her. She will come. 

Sam. De dignity ob dis year house mus' be preserved, {salutes) 
De missus will rave, suah. {exit R. 

Jack. Well, this is comfortable. Hester, you feathered your nest 
well; but you haven't got quite through yet. 

Enter, Sam, r. 

Sain. De missus will see yoh in dis room 

Jack. Of course she will, you fool. Get out of this. 

Sam. (boivs) Thank yoh, sah. (exit C—JACKpartly turns his back 

Enter, Mrs Pierson, l.— starts and catches breath as she sees Jack — 
he turns and faces her — crash of music. 

Mrs. P. You— here? 

Jack. Hester Thorne ! 

Mrs. P. Hush, for Heaven's sake! I heard you were— dead. 

Jack. Oh, no! The man you hired to do your dirty work didn'j 
half do it— that's all Hester 1 home, listen to me! I shall never 
claim you as my wife, do not fear that, for the old love is forevei 



GRANDMOTHER HILDEBPANPS LEGACY. 11 

Crushed out— but I want money ! Give it to me and my lips arr 
sealed; refuse, and your secrets tire revealed. 

Mrs. P. How much do you want? 

Jack. Oh, five thousand will do for a start. 

Mrs. P. Jack Thorn, you are exceedingly modest in your re- 
quest. You have me in your power now, but beware! I have just 
that amount in my room, which 1 intended to send to the bank to- 
day. I will get it for you. (exit l. 

Jack. By cracky! that staggers me! Once she would have torn 
my clothes from my body, scratched my eyes out; but that look, 
that calmness means something, (takes knife from coat and puts into 
hip pocket) Look out ! 

Enter, Mrs. Pierson, l., with package — moves slowly forward and 
hands it to Jack. 



Mrs. P. There is your money ; go 



Points to door— ^Jack backs toward door — eyes fixed on each other 
— music — stops at door. 
Jack. Hester, you swore to me that our child died. She did not! 
I know you would murder for money; but I can't see how a mother 
can hate her child, {exit c. 

(Mrs. P. with hand to head slowly exits l. 
Enter, Pat, r. 

Pat. It's me own illigint silf that's in luck this toime, shure. 
Confidential servant to me masther George! Shure, Oi niver! 
About all Oi have to do is to dust, ate, and watch the ould tabby and 
her ward, Isabel. Lady Isabel, she tould me to call her. Bah! His 
step-mother! Shure, she's mother to ther devil himself. Ah! here 
they come. Oi guess Oi'll hide. (gets back of drapery curtain 

Enter, Mrs. Pierson and Isabel l. — sit at table. 

Mrs. p. Well, Isabel, I have at last got rid of old IVnnoy. She 
was keen as a fox and dangerous, too, but she's got m re than her 
match; aye, more than her match. She went 'into Air. Pierson's 
room and I should have overheard their conversation had not that 
sneaking servant of his came upon me just as I stationed myself at 
the door. How I hate that fellow! (Pat shakes fist) He said : 
" Shall I inform Mr. Pierson that you wish to speak to him?" I 
made the excuse I was looking for you. Oh, I will crush him 
some day. 

Isabel. He is too bold and cunning, Mother. 

Mrs. P. Mother ! (starts— excited^ Girl ! Isabel ! Never so far 
Torget yourself again ! These walls may have ears. Isabel Crawford, 
you are in reality, nothing but a beggar. As my sister's child I took 
pity on you, have given you the advantages of a lady, and spared no 
expense in your wardrobe. In return for this I expect obedience. 
In short, I expect you to marry George Pierson. (both rise 

Isabel. Marry George Pierson ! What do you mean? Why, he 
would no more marry me than you. Aunt. I am no fool. I have 
seen his eyes flash and his lips curl with disgust when you have 
forced me upon him at receptions and parties. Why do you do 
this? If George Pierson received only $5000, and you all the rest of 
Jasper Pierson's immense wealth, why do you want me to marry 
hiw when I have wealthier suitors? Aunt, now you shall hear me. 



14 GRANDMOTHER HILDEBRANDS LEGACY. 

You cannot deceive me. Why was it you turned pale and fainted 
when we saw that man in the park last week? And, why did he 
say: " Isabel Crawford, your mother has fainted; better call your 
carriage"? Something about that man impressed me strangely. I 
saw him give me a look of longing and pity. How did he know me? 
Why do you start so at every unnatural sound? Ah! didn't old 
Nancy's eyes flash fire when you accused her of stealing your watch? 
And I shall never forget her words — never, when she said: " Re- 
member 3>x)ur time will come, and George Pierson's wrongs will be 
righted. I am no thief nor murderer." {starts away) Better, far 
better a life of poverty than one of fear and mystery. 

Mrs. P. Stop! I will not tolerate such insolence in my house! 
Isabel, go to your room at once! {points finger until she exits l.) I 
thought when I rid myself of old Nancy I should be comparatively 
safe; and now everything seems against me — even Isabel. Aye, biit 
I defy them all ! The gold, the jewels, the will; all are mine! I 
married Jasper Pierson in spite of his haughty son, and the property 
is mine, {starts as if hearing noise) Oh, it is nothing, nothing. I 
wonder what the new house-keeper will be? That miserly aunt of 
Mr. Pierson's writes me she is perfectly reliable and honest, that she 
is of a good family, and graduated at her own school. Oh, well, I 
suppose she will do. A country woman needs to know nothing but 
her business in a city like this. {taps- bell 

Enter Sam, r. 

Sam, go to the house-keeper's room and tell her Mrs. Pierson will 
see her in the drawing room. 
Sam. Yes, mam. {exit R. 

Mrs. Pierson seals herself — rises — ivalks across the room then seats 

herself again. 

Enter, Sam and Mrs. Landon, r. 

Sam. The house-keeper, mam. (exit r, 

Mrs. P. Mrs. Landon. 

Mrs. L. Good afternoon, madam. 

Mrs. P. You may call me Mrs. Pierson. I see by your dress 
that you have lost your husband. 'Tis hard to lose one's all. My 
heart is nearly broken. My husband has been dead over two years. 

{puts handkerchief to eyes 

Mrs. L. 'Tis hard indeed to break one's heart for love. 

Mrs. P. 1 have called you to the drawing-room because I want 
to introduce you to my son, Mr. George Pierson. He is somewhat 
eccentric, lives in his own apartments, keeps his own servant and 
dines at his club rooms. After his father's death — poor man ! — {wipes 
eyes) — he went into the country for a vacation and there formed the 
acquaintance of a silly country girl. (Mrs. L. starts) I sent for 
him to come home. I hate to tell you the rest, I feel so sorry for 
him. 

Mrs. L. Please go on. 

Mrs. P. When he came home he told me of his engagement, 
poor, foolish boy, and when I laughed at him he just boiled over 
with rage, vowed I had defrauded him out of his just rights and de- 
clared there was a later will. Of course, there was not. He, of 
course, thought it was unjust. But his father loved me so! {wipes 
eves) Well, dear George, took it so to heart that he was prostrated 



GBANDMOTIIEB IIILDEBBANVS LEGACY. IS 

with fever, that with a throat trouble, confined him to his room for 
nearly a year. When he was able he crossed the ocean to regain his 
health. When he returned he saw what a foolish thing he had done 
and at once engaged himself to my ward, Miss Isabel Crawford, to 
whom he will soon be married. (Mrs. L. sways and gasps for breath) 
Why, what is the matter? I will call Sam ! 

Mrs. L. Do not call— I am better now. But what became of the 
country girl? 

Mrs. P. Oh, he moaned and raved about her, of course, but his 
letters never reached the farm, ha! ha! I suppose she has married 
one of her kind — a country doctor, grocer, or minister. I dislike 
to tell you of these things, but I knew" you would hear of them and 
I thought it better for you to know the facts. Servants will always 
gossip and I preferred you to know the truth. 

Mrs. L. It is well to know the truth, Mrs. Pierson, I thank you. 

(Mrs. P. rings bell 

Enter, Sam, r. 

Mrs. P. Sam, inform Mr. Pierson that I would like to have him 
come to the drawing-room. 

Sam. Yes, mam. (exit R. 

Mrs. P. I see by your looks that you will not be one of those 
meddlesome creatures, but will attend to your duties properly. 

Enter, Sam and George Pierson, r. 

Sam. (salutes) Mr. Pierson, ladies. ( exit r. 

Geo. Excuse me, Mrs. Pierson, I thought you were alone. 

Mrs. P. I sent for you to give you an introduction to my new 
house-keeper. Mrs. Landon, this is my son, Mr. George Pierson. 
(bow) George, your rooms have been sadly neglected. Give your 
orders to Mrs. Landon and she will carry them out. 1 am so fatigued 
I must retire to my room. (exit l. 

Geo. Excuse me, Mrs. Landon, but your face looks very familiar 
— strangely so. Mrs. Pierson tells me your husband i- vlead, and 
that you were recommenced by my aunt, at whose sriiuoi you grad- 
uated. Were you acquainted with any of her pupils i 

Mrs. L. (turns aside) It is over two years since I left there. 

Geo. Two years did you say? Perhaps you knew then 

(aside) Why should I bring up the past? 

Mrs. L. At that time I knew every pupil in your aunt's school. 
Did you know anyone there? 

Geo. I thought 1 did, onee. Miss Mae Blossom was considered a 
great favorite, was she not? 

Mrs. L. Mr. Pierson, Mae Blossom and I were quite intimate. I 
knew her to be a pure, loving girl. I understand now that she is 
cast out of her home a broken-hearted woman. 

Geo. I know not v by it is, but I am drawn strangely toward 
you. Your words have struck deeper than you can think or know. 
Mrs. Landon, I believe you are a noble woman. 

Enter, Isabel, l. 

Isabel. Quite affecting, I assure you, Mr. Pierson. I am sorry to 
.nterrupt you and the house-keeper, (sneeringly) but would you 
be kind enough to show me the plant you were speaking of? 

Geo, Certainly, Miss Isabel. Mrs. Landon, I shall not need any 



16 GRANDMOTHER HILDE BRAND'S LEGACY. 

change in my apartments at present, {bows and offers arm to Isabel) 
I am at your service. {exit c. 

Mrs. L. Oh, Heaven! am I to be under the same roof with the 
man I love and still keep ray secret? Yes, my work is here and I 
must solve this mystery, for something in my heart tells me he, as 
well as I, have been deceived. Is that the woman he is to marry? 
No, no! though he cast me off forever, I could not wish him so great 
a punishment. {exit l. 

Enter, Pat, r. 

Pat. Shure, may me Oirish tongue split if iver Oi thought Oi'd 
be afther hearin' sich murdthering things as Oi've heard since Oi 
left Cork. Shure, Oi used to ketch me ould masther's son reading 
sthories about love and murdther — when ther masther want 'round, 
mind you — but Oi niver thought it could happen in a civilized 
eounthry. Shure, Oi dunno! Bless my soul! thar's something 
wrong with ther house-keeper, too. Oi heard someone a crying and 
a crying in her room, so Oi paked through ther kay-hole. Bedad, 
there was a young woman, an it wasn't ther house-keeper, at all, at 
all ! Oi believe me masther loves ther house-keeper. Gracious me ! 
what if he should marry her and thin foind out he'd be afther gitting 
a young woman fer a woife instead of a widow. What's Mrs. Pier- 
son's sacret? thot's phot Oi'm afther. Pat, can't you put two and 
two together? By me stars, Oi believe she muidthered me masther's 
father. Oh! {looks around and shakes with fear) Oh! thot's ther 
reason she talks about being safe and gitting ther money. Ah, me 
ould tabby, Oi'm watching you! Shure, what ther ind will be Oi 
dunno. But Oi'll go and taFk it all over wid me sweet-heart, Jenny 
O'Flarity. Oh, she's a darlint! {exit c. 

Stage darkened a little — music — enter, Mrs. Landon, r. 

Mrs. L. It is late, but what care I for time if it only lifts this 
»ieavy load from my heart. I must retire to my room, but I cannot 
sleep. (George parts draperies and stands listening) Oh, George, 
why will not this dark cloud lift itself and show us its silver lining? 
Perhaps it is always to be dark. No, no! something tells me my 
love and trust in him is to be rewarded. Ah ! what is this? {stoops 
and picks up letter — reads) " Mother: — When you find this letter I 
shall be on my way to Europe, the wife of Mr. Durand. I do not 
love him, but when father and mother both forsake their child, what 
should 1 care what becomes of me ? I have discovered your secrets. 
Your bribes to my father, Jack Thorne. As you hope for forgive- 
ness in this life and in the life to come, for happiness you can never 
have, restore to George Pierson his rightful heritage. Confess your 
crime and the injustice you have heaped upon the girl he loved. 
Sell your jewels and in some distant city, seek to live an honest life. 
May God forgive you. Isabel Crawford Thorne." At last! at last! 
Father in Heaven, I thank Thee! Ah, I hear footsteps. (Georgk 
disappears back of draperies) Whatever may happen, may I have 
the courage to do right. {hides 

Enter, Mrs. Pierson, l. 

Mrs. P. How cold it is— freezing cold. My head is burning up 
/vhile my hands and heart are cold as death— death! Ah! (starts 
and looks around) Yes, my sin has found me out. Day after day 
and night after night does Jasper Pierson come to me out of his 



GBANDM0THE1Z IIILDEBPAND'S LEGACY. 11 

grave and dcmnnr] justice for the living. Ave, not till morning 
comes to shut out these hideous dreams and phantoms can I close 
my eyes in sleep. Sleep! There is no sleep, no rest, ha! ha! 
What care I ? Those who barter their souls for gold, aye, those 
whose hands are stained with blood — ah! blood! blood! (laughs) 
What if I did break her heart? What if I did ruin him and his hap- 
piness? Wasn't it for gold— bright, sparkling gold? Ha! ha! 
But the will — the will is safe ! 

(takes paper from pocket — Mrs. L. comes upon her 

Mrs. L. Madam ! 

Mrs. P. (staggers back startled) Mrs. Landon ! 

Mrs. L. Yes, Mrs. Landon once, but never again. I am the girl 
you so foully wronged, (takes off disguise) Mae Blossom, once the 
betrothed wife of George Pierson. Mrs. Jack Thorne your sins 
have indeed found you out. Even now your daughter is on her way 
to Europe, a wedded wife, while before you stands a witness to your 
confession of wrong and crime. Better, far better, a life of poverty 
on yonder hillside farm, a thousand times better a mortgaged farm, 
and faithful hearts, to a life of crime and sh:ime under the roof of 
wealth. Ha! the will ! (snatches it from her — Mrs. P. falls on knees 

Mrs. P. Spare me! spare me! 

Mrs. L. Yes, I will spare yon. You are a mother, and although 
I despise you, I can but pity you. May those in the homes you have 
ruined and whose hearts you have broken, be able, in time, to for- 
give you, also. 

Mrs. P. Spare me! (catches hold of Mrs. L.) Save me! Don't 
let them take me ! (George steps forward — Mae sees him 

Mae. At last! 

Geo. Mae, my own once more and forever! 

(Mae throws herself into his arms 
QUICK CURTAIN. 

ACT IV. 

Drawing room as before — Pat discovered. 

Pat. By me soul, this is as good as a sthory in ther almanac. 
Ther old tabby goes out in a hurry, ther young tabby runs away and 
pits married, and me masther and ther house-keeper be afther gittin' 
married to-day, too, and will soon be here. Oh, but ther best thing 
to me young mistress, and it's a sacret to her, is, that her father, who 
lives in the counthry and who couldn't see at all, at all, had his eyes 
opened by the doctor and me masther's money, and can see now as 
well as anybody. Shu re, it's gittin' excited, Oi am! Ah, here they 
come; bless their dear hearts. 

Enter, Mr. and Mrs. George Pjerson, r. 

Geo. Welcome, my dear wife, to your future home. 

Mae. Oh, George, my husband, what a happy hour this is and 
how happy we shall be. Why, even now I begin to feel like my old 
?elf Again. 

Geo. Mrs. Langdon, my apartments have been sadly neglected. 
I give them over to you, ha! ha! 

Mae. You won't care this time, will you, Pat? 

Pat, No, indade, as long as the ould tabby keeps away. 

Mae* Now, George, before we talk of re-furnishing this house and 



18 GRANDMOTHER HILDE BRAND'S LEGAOT. 

settling down, we must go back to Vermont. I so wish we could do 
one thing. 

Geo. What is that, Mae? 

Mae. Give our folks a double stir prise by taking Grandmother 
Hildebrand home with us. I'll tell you what Jet's do. I will get 
there on the early train and you come on the next with grandmother. 
I want to steal in upon them, George, as I used too. 

Geo. All right, Mae, but what if grandmother should have one of 
those spells? (both laugh 

Enter, Sam, c. 

Sam. (salutes) Tea am served. (exit c. 

Geo. Pat will accompany you home and I will come with the 
bandboxes, ha ! ha ! (both exit c. 

i Pat. Phot will Jennie O'Flarity say to thot? I dunno. BlesF 
my stars, Oi'll be afther seeing her this" blessed avening. (exit l. 

Enter, George, c. 

Geo. Pat has gone then. Mae said she left that package in this 
room. I presume Pat has taken charge of it. (looks out) Sam 
Jooks importance itself. I wonder what is up now. 

Enter, Sam, c. 

/ Sam. Massa George, dar am a woman in de hall who insists on 
seeing yoh. She am veiled and will not gib her name. 

\ Geo. That is strange. It can't be Never mind, Sam, show 

the lady in. (exit, Sam, c.) It may be some one in distress who may- 
need my assistance. 

Enter, Isabel, c. — looks about frightened. 

Geo. What can I do for you madam ? Are you in trouble? 

Isabel throws back veil and sinks down at his feet 

Isabel. Forgive me ! forgive me ! 

Geo. Isabel! Mrs. 

Isabel. No, no! do not say that word! I am still Isabel 
Crawford. 

Geo. Isabel, I can't understand your motive for doing this. Do 
not kneel to me. 

Isabel, (rises) George Pierson, listen to me if you have any pity, 
then scorn me if you will. My mother — God forgive her — has made 
me what I am. She taught me to live for wealth, nothing else ; and 
when I found out she was my mother, she led me on. I knew you 
did not love me, and I did not love you. Our plans failed, and, to 
save myself from poverty r , I accepted the hand of a vilain and gam- 
bler. Money was what he wanted. My mother had deceived him; 
and from his base proposal I saved myself. Oh, if there is forgive- 
ness, I want to live a better life. 

Enter, Mae, c. as she relates her story. 

Geo. Isabel there is a higher Judge. In your own confession of 
wrong you have your forgiveness; and Mae, my wife, I am sure will 
help you. As long as you desire, our home shall be yours. 

Isabel. Heaven bless you ; but how will she receive me ? 



GRANDMOTHER HILDEBRANVS LEGACY. 1$ 

Mae. (comma forward) As a sister. ' (kisses her 

Geo. And as a brother. (ta^s her hand 

Isabel. How can I ever thank von ? The bitterness of the past 1 
will try and forget; but there is something that haunts me and I can 
not throw it oft". 
Mae. What is it, dear? 

Isabel. It is about my father. Something tells me I shall yet see 
him, and that he is not a bad man. 

Geo. Do you know I have thought of that same thing lately, and 
when we return home I will take measures to find where he lives. 

Mae. Isabel, I want you to go home with me. Now do not say 
no; for in the home of my dear father and mother I know you will 
find strength and happiness. Now, go to your old room ; it is just 
as you left it. Do not give way to your sorrow, but remember the 
future has in it a noble work for you to do. Good-night, (kisses 
her) and may your dreams be of a happy journey to my dear, dear 
home. 

Isabel. Good-night, kindest and best of friends, (exit, George 
and Mae, r.) Yes, they are too kind to me, too kind. I cannot for- 
get and be happy now. To go to her christian home where I know 
it must be sunshine and gladness, would only increase my bitterness 
and sorrow. Oh, my mother! Spurned and banished from you 
without ever having heard my rightful name spoken, (music) Oh, 
father, where is he? 

Enter, Jack Thorne, c. 
Oh, this is indeed hard. 
Jack. Excuse me. 

Isabel. Who — are — you ? Oh, sir, you would do me no harm ? 
Jack. Harm ! If you but knew the years of bitterness and hard- 
ship I have endured, the whisperings of love and good resolves 
blasted and baffled at every turn by one bad woman, you might 
think one fit to do most anything; but thank God the yoke is broken 
I am a free man. Isabel, you don't know me — why should you? 
But 1 am your father. 

Isabel. Father! I can't realize it! And yet, something more 
than your words tell me it is so. 

Jack. Isabel, it is true. Before Heaven I have not been a bad 
man save in my neglect of you. If you had been living in want 1 
would have made myself known to you, even at the the cost of my 
life. Isabel, this is not the time nor place to speak of my wrongs. I 
do notknowbut even now some one is hiding to take my life. 

• Isabel. And all the cause of this wretchedness and misery was 

Jack. Your motner — my wife. 

Isabel. Oh then it was too true. I have suffered — but nothing in 
comparison to you. Hereafter our lives shall not be apart; and may 
the sunshine of our love lor each other dispel the darkness of our 
past life. Father, to Mr. and Mrs. Pierson 1 owe more than I can 
tell. I am going with them into the country for a few days, and 
when I return our home shall be together. Good-night, father — dear 
father, and may God biess you and his child. 

music — embrace — exit, Isabel, r. 
Jack. Gcod-night, good-night. (exit c. 

Enter, Sam, c, in night-shirt, shoes unbuttoned — club in hand. 
Sam. Oh, yoh needn't think yoh's goin' to scar' me; 'cause yoU 



tO GBAND3I0TEEP HILDEBBANPS LEGACY. 

ain't. I'se 'nough fer yoh. I'se got dis yer club. Yoh can't fool 
dis yer niggah— dar ain't nobody heah. I'se powahful glad dey 
ain't, foh I don't want to hurt nobodv. (hears noise) I 'clar' tc 

goodness! what's dat? Oh, I'll (*>,-> r , s heard— Sam runs back 

to door, r.) I ain't 'feard, but I'll jes' step into dis heah room and 
when de proper time comes I'll smite de villain. {exit r. 

Enter, Pat, l. 

Pat. This is foine intoirely. By me gracious, if masther George 
knew Oi'd sthayed out so late he'd be afther giving me ther boost. 
Nobody is to blame but Jennie. Oh, ther swate crature! {hears 
noise) There's someone in thot room or me name's not Pat O'Con- 
nor. Oi'll be afther gittin' me club. 

{exit c. — Sam puts his head in r. 

Sam. Whar am de villain? {sees Pat as he enters c, and dodges 
back) Oh, dear, oh, dear! 

Pat. Faith, Oi seen some one dodge in thot door . By me soul, 
shall Oi call masther George? No; Oi'll best whack him over ther 
head wid this sthick and dhrag him out. Hist in thar ! 

{tries to open door 

/Sam. {outside) Go 'way ! go 'way ! 

Pat. Go 'way, is it? come out of thar, Oi say, or Oi'll be afther 
a breakin' open this door ! 

Enter, George, l. 

Geo. Pat, as I live ! What are you doing with that club? Where 
is Sam? 

i Pat. Faith' Oi havn't seen thot nigger. Shure, Oi was coming 
in a little late from Mr. O'Dougan's and so Oi thought Oi'd be 
be afther seeing if iverthing was all roight. Oi jest come in from 
ther hall when Oi seen a robber run in thot room. By me soul, Oi 
je?t got me sthick from ther closet ter tackle ther villain. 

Geo. What could you do against a robber that is doubtless 
armed ? 

Pat. Shure, Oi'm armed, too. Faith, he's a coward, fer Oi or- 
dered him out and he don't dare ter come. 

Geo. Put down your club and I'll see who it is, This looks to 
me like child's play. Open this door ! 

Sam. Oh, lor' ! Massa George, it's only Sam ! 

Geo. Of all the rediculous things I ever heard of! Pat, didn't you 
Know it was Sam in there? 

Pat. Sam ! Phot, thot nigger? By me soul, Oi'll be afther fixin' 
him, shure ! (Geo. opens door 

Enter, Sam, r. 

Geo. Well, Sam, now for your explanation. 

Sam. Massa George, it am de luckiest eurcmnstunee I ebber 
heard on. I thought Pat was a robber an' was just going to open 
datdoah an' kill him foh sartin suah, when I recognized yoh voice. 
as I was saying,dat anide luckiest thing dat eber happen to dis chile. 
Dat am a fac'. 

Pat. And did Oi iver hear ther loikes av thot! 

Geo. Or me, either. Now clear out! both of you to your rooms 
and have done with thi * nonsensa, (exit r. 

(Sam and Pat go through various motions of revenge 



GRANDMOTHER IIILDEBRANUS LEGACY, SI 

Sam. Don't yoh point dat club (lis heah way. Yoh t'ink when 
dis chile hit yoh one bat yoh's dead suah ! 

J Rat, Hist yer blarney ! It's as much as iver Oi kin do ter kapo 
this sthick from coming down loike thot ! (hits him) loike thot! 

(hits him as they exit L. 

Music— enter l., Mrs. Pierson. 

Mrs. R. Here at last! Do they think Hester Thome is going 
away crying like a whipped child? What do I care for life with 
poverty? Everv thought and plan of my life has been for gold. 
Shall I give it up to them ? Never ! I watched the house and saw 
Isabel come in, then Jack Thome. They think to frighten me; but 
I will triumph over them all. Isabel is not like me. Her every look, 
act and word makes me think of him, and I hate her. Ah, Jasper 
Pierson, the secret of your wife's iewels are safe with me, never 
fear. With this key I can secure the fortune of Mrs. Pierson and 
escape. 

Enter, Isabel, r.. in night-robe. 

One more effort and I defy them all. 

(unlocks drawer underneath table and takes out box 

•Isabel. Mother, replace that box. 

Mrs. P. (starts) You ! You here and think to frighten me? 

Isabel. You can break every tie that binds you to me, but you 
shall not rob those who have just the same as saved you, even though 
the hangman's rope stared you in the face. Mother, I would not 
harm you. Return the box and escape while I give you the chance. 

Mrs. P. Girl, (draws dagger from bosom) sooner than be foiled 
in this I will kill you. (music 

Isabel. Mother, for the last time before I call for help, I implore 
you to leave that box and escape. 

Enter, r., Jack Thorne, cloak thrown over shoulders. 

Mrs. R. Never! Call for help, ha! ha! 

rushes at her with uplifted dagger — Isabel screams and springs back — 
Jack Thorne throws cloak over Mrs. P's. head as she is about to 
strike and drags her r. 

Enter, c, Sam and Pat, hastily. 

Pat. Oh, my gracious! phot's this. Masther George turned in 
ther alarm and two polacemin air coming in ther hall. 

Enter, c, George and Mae — Mae springs to Isabel. 

Geo. There is no possible escape for you. Eelease that woman ! 

(Jack throws off cloak 

Enter, Police, r. 

Hester Thorne ! 
Sam. Oh, my ! oh, my ! 
Pat. Hist yer blarney ! 
Mae. Oh, Isabel, my poor, poor child ! 
Geo. Villain or not, who are you ? 



t* GBANDMOTHEB IIILDEBBAND'S LEGACY. 

Jack. Who am I? I am that woman's husband — Jack Thorne. 
(goes toward Isabel who throws herself into his arms 
Sam. Oh, de good Lord I 

Mrs. P. laughs and throws hands to head — officers start toward her. 

Geo. Hold! Use no violence. Look at her! 

Mrs. P. Hush ! hush ! Don't you see him? He is coming out of 
his grave — coming out of his grave ! Oh, yes, he'll drink it — poison ! 
Then I shall be free! Free? I shall never be free. Sin and crime 
face me like so many demons out of the fiery pit, Back ! back, I 
say; you shall never rejoice over my wasted life, never! (falls on 
knees) Look ! look ! (eyes set 

Isabel. Father this is terrible. Can't we help her? 

Jack. Yes, Isabel, I will, (to Officer) Take me in her place. 
(to Mrs. P.) Hester Thorne, look at me. Once more for the sake 
of our child I will save you. (steps forward 

Mrs. P. (both hands to head as she rises and comes toward Jack) 
Save me ! save me ! my — husband ! 

Falls and is caught by Jack, who supports her head — Isabel kneels at 

left side. 

Isabel. Oh, father! she is 

Jack. Dead! (tableau with slow music — colored lights 

SLOW CUKTAIN. 

ACT V. 

SCENE I. — Sitting-room in Mr. Blossom's house — the hymn " Den- 
wis" heard from inner room. 

Enter, Pat and Mae, r. — Mae motions Pat to exit. 

Mae. Home once more. How my heart beats. Dear, clear old 
home! Oh, if father could see me now how happy I should be. 
They hear a noise and I will go in. (exit l. 

Enter, Omnes, l. — Mae leads her father, who wears same glasses as 

before. 

Mae. Yes, father, George will be here this afternoon ; but I 
wanted to come in like "your Mae of old. Oh, I am so happy. 
Father, mother, isn't this a blessed hour? 

Mrs. B. Yes, m}' child, it is. Loving and true hearts can make 
anv place home. George paid off the mortgage. 

Mae. I know it mother. 

Mrs. B. But one thing you don't know. 

Mae. What is it, mother, what is it? 

Mrs. B. I think your father had better tell you. 

Mr. B. Mae, you remember two years ago to-day ? 

Mae. Shall I ever forget it, father? 

Mr. B. You remember you said : " And the light will come, 
father." and again: " Not even a sparrow falleth without His no- 
tice." 

Mae. Yes, father; and we are happy in the light of love and 
plenty. I said I would earn money and buy back this dear old 
farm— and haven't I done it? I am sure George and I are one 

Mr. B. Every promise has been fulfilled ; and under the direction 
of an infinite Father our Mae has come back to us more than con- 



GRANDMOTHER JtlLDE BRAND'S LEGACY. 

querer. tfae, my child, (takes off glisses) can ihcse eyes see 

10 Mae. (who does not look up, but wipes eyes) Of course, father, you 

can always see your Mae in the light ot love. loo1cs - 8ur pri*ed 

Mr. B. Child, look into my -eyes. „ , J^ Heaven, I thank 

Mae Father! father! I. it true? Father ^"fu. am* 

Th Mrs.B. Now come into the next room Mae an d wtfUwl 1 you 
all about it. It is a wonder George could keep it a secret no 

y °Mr. B. Sam, you and 'Lindy look as though you could spare us, 

**B«T. 1 (trying to unwind some yam) Sam, ^^^^^ 
whittling that stick? It takes you the longest to jhitUe ag w 
the molasses barrel! I'm havin' an awtul time, bam, witn 

8am B. It's got twisted hain't it? hain't vou got most 

Bal. Yes, it's got all twisted up. Come, nam u \ ^ » 

thl S°atl Wall, to tell the truth, 'Lindy, I've got the fust one 

W ™Sam Blossom, you do act the most cunest fiffifc™ 
come hold this varn. [takes chairs up front) / h «f'^/v ° 

and thumbs right. Now you act quite natural and ^^ u 

£awi £. You and me have know'd each othci a ion 
'Lind\ r , .. . „„„ 

Bal. Law, Sam, now don't you snarl this yarn. ^ 

£am. Bother the yarn ! 

Bal. W'y Sam Biossom! matin' ffreat 

to. 'Tain't no sort of use, 'Lindy, you and mem akin great 
fools of ourselves. We have been courtin', off an on, tor bout 
eighteen years. 

Bal. It's no sich thing, Sam Blossom. 

Sam. Better call it a hitch, hadn't we^ Lincly . 

BaL Law, Sam, what will John and Susan say . 

Sam. Oh, thev'd be tickled to death. 

Bal. It's kind of sudden after all. a rr?nVl^? 

Sam B. We don't want to be new fashioned, do we Lindy i 

Bal. Don't ask sich a silly question. 

Ham B. And we want to do things jest as we want to. 

Bal. Of course we do. 

Enter, Pat, r., unseen. 
Sam. What do you say, 'Lindy, to a game of "Bean Porridge 

B °b2 I declare, I was jest thinking 'bout that very thing myself. 

(after slapping it through twice Sam says 
Sam. Look out now, 'Lindy, or you'll miss. 
Bal. misses the third time-SAM struggles to kiss her and succeeds at 
last.— Fat goes through a series of antics while looking on. 

Sam. There, that settles it. 
Pat. By me soul, Oi should think it moight. 
Bal. For the land sakes ! where did you come from? 
Pat. Faith, an' Oi come on ther train. But Oi say, thar cornea 
me masther George. 



U GBAMiMOTIIER HILDEBRAND'S LEGACY. 

Enter y l., Mr. and Mrs. Blossom and Mae. 

Sam B. Cracker Peter, there's the hull crowd! I'll be handed 
if there ain't grandmother, sure's you're Inrn. 

Bal. Mae, for goodness sake, what is the matter? 

Mae. Look, Aunt Balm la. Mother, didn't I tell you we would 
have a jolly time? 

Mrs. B. Grandmother is eighty-seven to-day. (lively music 

George Pierson and Grandmother Hildebrand, followed by 
neighbors, enter r. 

Mae. Oh, to think George would runaway with his grandmother ! 

(general handshaking 

Grandma. Howdedu, howcledu, everybody, (sees Fred) Young 
man, are you the same one who stepped on my yaller snuff-box two 
years ago? Law, how you're grow'd ! I should think you ought 
to be quite a help by this time. Susan, you're got on false hair, 
hain't you? Is that the fashien now days? John, I heerd as how 
you had trouble with your eyes; got stone blind, so they told me, 
and went down to Bosting and had them cured agin. I 'spose you 
thought the Lord was chastizing you for something you'd done. 
i Mr. B. I don't think I looked at it quite in that light. 
Fred discovers a pitcher with a plant in, it — passes it around for the 
girls to smell of — Grandma sees him. 

Grandma. Land sakes alive, if that critter ain't got that plant I 
brought to Mae! Here! here! destructioness, you start yourself 
back with that ! 

Fred starts with it and Jails down — the pitcher breaks and a paper 

falls out. 

Grandma. Oh, dear! Oh, dear! I might have knowed something 
would happen, (snatches paper from Fred) There, George, you 
read it, your eyesight is better than mine. Stop your titterin' ! 
How do you 'spose you can hear? 

Geo. {reads) " To Mrs, Mae Blossom Pierson as a legacy from her 
Grandmother Hildebrand, the sum of $10,000 with her blessing." 
Here is a check for the same on the First National Bank of New 
York. 

Mae. Why, you dear old grandmother, I thought you were 
poor. 

Grandma. Can't most always tell now days. Susan, I hain't been 
so well for twenty years as I have since I was up here two year ago. 
The rheumatiz hain't troubled me much of any and my back is easin' 
up 'mazinly. Balinda, 1 s'pose you have got that sage tea on. 

Fred. Oh, you're growing young again, grandmother, sure 
pop! 

Grandma. You git out, you sass-box! Come, ain't you going to 
tune 'er up a leetle dance? 

Mae. Oh, yes, let's have a dance. You will join us, won't you 
grandmother? 

Grandma, (laughing to herself) Oh, I 'spose I could take a few 
steps without causing much pain. Sam, none of your mincin' 
round. Mae wants us to show these young folks some new steps. 
(to Fred^ Young man do be decent as you can aud don't be mussin' 
things. 



GBANDMOTHEB 1IILDEBRANUS LEGACY. SI 

Form and dance through set, Grandma and Sam put in the fine steps— 
Grandma flirts her handkerchief, etc. 

Mr. B. Grandmother, don't you think yon have danced long 
enough ? 

Grandma. I was jest gettin' limbcrad up; but if you .and Susan 
think I have danced long enough, of course I'll stop. Sain, where 
s your manners? Give your arm to your partner. 
Sam gives arm and they seat themselves with great dignity — dinner bell 

is heard. 

Mr. B. There is the dinner bell. Now, friends, before we go in 
I wish to thank you once again for this happv meeting. It has 
truly been a reunion of hearts; and as long as we live, come every 
summer to the old farm and you shall receive a hearty welcome. 

Sam B. 'Lindy, and me will be ready for you next summer. 

Bal. Well, that depends, S im Blossom. 

Pat. Masther George, kin Oi spake ter yer confiden ially? 

Geo. Speak out, Pat; but I can guess. 

Pat. Jennie has consented to be Mrs. O'Connor. 

Geo. And you both want to live with us at Pierson House? 

Pat. An' tner little 'Connors, too? 

Fred. By gosh, I'm going to the city, too! 

Grandma. Don't be sassy, young man. If you go and be decent 
as you know how I don't know but what I'll give you a lift arter 
a. while. 

Mr. B. Mae, my child, grandmother has given you a legacy. 
Have you another reward? 

Mae. Yes, father; it is 

Isabel. Let me answer, (steps to front from c. just enough to clear 
zircle) A noble husband (points to Geo.) and last, but not least, 
my friends, she has the reward that should spring out of every hu- 
man heart bound by the great cord Sympathy. It has lifted the 
fallen, and in the great resurrection of our common humanity, it 
will shine like the priceless diadem of a crown. It is 

Omnes* Love ! 

CURTAIN. 
The End. 



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The Mashers Mashed. 

A Farce in Two Acts, by F. L. Cutler; 5 male and 2 female charac- 
ter. Time, thirty minutes; costumes modern. Amateurs will find 
this farce just the thing to please an audience. It is full of fun, 
caused by the mishaps of the "Two Mashers" — a warning to all 
young men who are inclined to make mashes. A capital farce, easy 
to put on ; characters all good. Send for a copy. Price 15 Cents. 

WILD MAB. 

A Border Drama in Four Acts by Minnie Poison; 6 male and 2 
female characters. Time of performance 1-45. Costumes to suit 
characters. Price 15 Cents. 

SYNOPSIS. 

ACT I. Scene 1st. Parlor in Mr. Evans' Western home — Mr. 
Evans and Bert Alien. Bert Allen goes in search of Mr. Evans' lost 
daughter. Scene 2d. Cabin at Devil's Camp. Interview between 
Jane, an old hag, and Jack Thorn — The quarrel — Wild Mab and 
"Down went McGinty"— Cold water and Jack Thorn do not agree. 
The threat — "Coward!" "Mab, for God's sake, don't shoot!" 
Sambo and the ghost. Jack attempts to shoot Sambo. Mab's pistol 
always ready to protect the helpless. Scene 3d. Night at the cabin. 
Arrival of Bert Allen. Thorn's intention to murder Allen. Mab 
warns Allen of his danger — "Dead men tell no tales !" Mab to the 
rescue. "Fly for your life, and the heart of Wild Mab goes with 
you!" Sambo makes his appearance — tableau. 

ACT II. Scene 1st. Wood Scene. Allen and Mab— The kiss. 
Mab's command and soliloquy — Mab overhears conversation between 
Jack Thorn and Pete Hart — Attempt to be made to trap Mab — 
Sambo reveals to Mab how she came to be an inmate of Devil's 
Camp — she swears vengeance on Jack Thorn. Jack attempts to 
shoot Sambo. Mab's arrival — "Shoot him if you dare!" Scene 2d. 
Night in the woods. Sambo tells a little incident of his school days. 
Allen as Pat, who is going to help Pete trap Mab. Scene 2d. Cabin 
Mab and Jane. Jack's offer of marriage refused. The curse of Mab 
Evans — The abduction of Mab. 

ACT III. Scene 1st. Mab a prisoner. Jack unties her hands — 
Mab shows her temper. Pete and Mab— "Oh, merciful heaven, I 
have killed him!" Arrival of Pat and Sambo — Mab's flight — Pat 
and Sambo start for Mr. Evans' home. Scene 2d. Mab in the woods. 
Death of her horse. Continued flight. Sambo and Pat in pursuit. 

Scene 3d. Home of Mr. Evans. Mab at home — Her plea for pro- 
tection — Father and daughter. Her fears concerning Pete's death. 
Good news. A little plot. 

ACT IV. Scene 1st. Devil's camp. Trouble between Jack and 
Pete. Arrival of Mab and officers— Arrest of Jack, Jane and Pete. 
Scent id. Mab at home— Her heart disease. The letter. Pat throws 
off disguise* Mab's surprise— "Unconditional surrender V Happy 
lading. 



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The Spelliiv Skewl 

A —OR,— 

Friday Afternoon at Deesirick No. 4. 

An Original Burlesque in one scene, by Bert Richards, 
for 7 male and 6 female characters. Below is the 
SYNOPSIS. . 
Noon at the Skewl House in Deestrick No. 4. Pupils playing 
« Needles Eve." Kittle and Patsy Bolivar. » He shan t kiss me. 
Bub in trouble. " I want t' g'wout V *eeter with Salhe Waters. 
Hokey Pokey. The Yaller Crick Deest. ick. Intry, mintrv. entry, 
corn. Trouble be-ins. "Cry baby, cry baby.' "/^chers 
comin'." Skewl commences. The Yankee school-master. Ko 
call. The tell-tale. "That's th' fergitfulest critter in th hul 
skewl." Toot Smith and S'mantha Jones' encounter with Skinner & 
old black sheep. "Teacher aint you glad lie didn't eat us up. 
Patsy making faces at the girls. The swimming hole. Patsy s fle- 
nial. "Did too, did too, did, did, did." " If he's drouiic ed .tell 
him never to do so agin— as it were." Teacher sits on a pin. 1 was 
Patsy Bolivar! 'twas Patsy!" Bub Jones and the pineher bug. 
Hopper toad in the dinner pail. Picture on the blackboard. 
Pinkey Smith's a blushin'." The paper wad. Barney Dacey . 
"Patsy tied me clothes in harrud knots, be gob." Patsy abused 
'cause he's a orphing. The changed shirts. How Barney s nose got 
hurt. Patsy is made a " shinin' example." Dunce block. **><)- 
hoo-oo-oo, Patsy is goin' t' git licked ! " Geography lesson. >\ ho 
diskivered th' arth ? » " 'Tvvas Patsy Bolivar." Teacher s explana- 
tion how Christina sailed across the ocean. Her arrival at vastus 
Garden and interview with Hiawatha the mayor ot Noo ) • rk, w no 
savs: "We're diskivered." Passing the water. Pa'-v s whistle. 
"No wax chawin in this skewl allowed." Patsy and the yellow- 
iacket; teacher has no use for it. Another whistle. Choosing sides 
for the spelling match. The quarrel. Bub goes out to teeter. 
Patsy's mischief. Bub and the barrel. Patsy drops barrel ovi-r 
the teacher's head, gets on top and blows horn. Skewl s out. 
Skew I' s out ! " ^ 

Nanka's Leap Year Venture. 

A Commedietta in One Scene, by Shettle and George, 
for 5 male and 2 female characters. Costumes to suit 
cliaractars. Time of performance 40 minutes. A good play. 

Pomp Green's Snakes. 

An Ethiopian Farce in One Act, by Shettle and George, 
for 2 male characters. Costumes modern. Time of 
performance 15 minutes. A good after-piece. 



Arthur Eustace; 

-OR- 

A MOTHER'S LOV E. 

A Temperance Drama in 5 Acts, by J. W. J. Todd, for 10 

male and 4 female characters. Costumes modern, and 

time of performance 2 hours. 

SYNOPSIS. 
ACT I. Scene First. Home of Mr. Eustace. Interview between 
Mr. Eustace and Mr. Gordon, the saloon-keeper. Mr. Eustace signs 
contract in which his building is to be used as a saloon. Hans, the 
Dutchman. The temperance women at work. Mrs. Eustace pleads 
with her husband to break his contract with Mr. (Gordon. The dis- 
appointment. Arthur and Edith. Hans, the Dutchman, "Isdotso?" 
Mrs. Eustace's appeal to the saloon keeper. Mr. Gordon's 
resolve. Arthur sent on errand. " My boy in a saloon ! oh, Robert 
you will break my heart." Hans brings Arthur in drunk. Mainland 
Edith discover him. "Drunk, dead drunk !" DUpairot Mrs. Eustace. 
ACT II. Seen?, First. Pat, the Frenchman. Mr. M arkly, Edith's lover. 
Pat and the rag baby — his advice to Edith. Pat's story. The pro- 
posal. "You better see father." Arthur's joke. The milliner's 
bill. Scene Second. Arthur and Pat. The note. Pat's description 
of Maud. The answer. "My worst fears realized; I'll try and 
lorget her." Scene Third. Mr. Markly accepted as Edith's future 
husband. Arthur late to dinner. Pat tells how Arthur's note was 
received by Maud. Arthur returns home drunk — Is turned out of 
the house by his father. " If my boy is turned out of doors his 
mother goes with him." 

ACT III. Scene First. Gordon's saloon. Hans as bartender. 
"No more liquor for Arthur Eustace at this bar." Jimmy Brown tends 
bar and goes to sleep. Arthur enters saloon. A broken promise. 
The fight. Arthur arrested. Scene Second. The bribe. " No pity 
for a drunkard." Mrs. Eustace in the saloon. Hans and Mr. Gordon. 
Scene Third. Arthur in prison. A visit from his mother. Arthur renews 
his promise. Mr. Eustace, "Let the scoundrel alone." "Go, 
mother, I cannot keep my promise now." "Arthur, my son, good- 
bye." Scene Fourth. Gordon's determination. Hans and the 
wheelbarrow. "Dot baby of Han's." The whisky jug. Gordon 
and Hans. The ride in the wheelbarrow. 

ACT IV. Scene First. Mr. Gordon and Edith. " I will never 
marry a saloon-keeper." Gordon's promise. " Bring Arthur back 
a sober man and I will be your wife." The stolen monev. Arthur 
a burglar. Hans discovers Arthur. Supposed death of Hans. "Oh 
God, at last I am a murderer." 

ACT V. Scene First. Arthur's birthday. " We are paupers." 
The faithful servant. Arrival of Itichard Markly. News of 
Arthur. Arthur and his wife arrive. The welcome. "My loved 
and true friend, Harry Gordon." The promise of Edith. Markly's 
dispair. Harry Gordon releases Edith from her promise. "Take 
her, Markly, yon are the most worthy." Pat to the front. A 
happy ending to "A Mother's Love." ?rice 25 Gents. 



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_5_iiies> Plays — G nntimiBd. 



NO. M V 

FARCES & COMEDIETTAS. 

129 Aar-ii-ag-oos 2 1 

132 Actor and Servant 1 1 

12 A Capita Mutch 3 2 

IY\an fllother-in-Law 4 (5 

30 A Day Well Spent 7 5 

169 A Regular Fix 2 4 

mi Alarmingly Suspicious 4. 3 

78 An Awfi.l Criminal 3 3 

05 An Unwelcome Return 3 1 

31 A Pet of the Public 4 2 

21 A Romantic Attachment 3 3 

I Thrilling Item 3 1 

20 A Ticket of Leave 3 2 

175 Betsey Baker 2 2 

8 Better Half 5 2 

86 Black vs. White 4 2 

22 Captain Smith „ 3 3 

84 Check Will Win 3 U 

225 Cupids Capers 4 4 

4ii Der Two Surprises 1 1 

72 Deuce is in Him 5 l 

19 Did Dream it 4 3 

42 Domes lie Felicity 1 1 

188 hitch Prize Fighter 3 

22" Dutchy vs. Nigger 3 

14o Eh? Wi at Did You Say 3 1 

218 Everybody Astonished 4 

224 Fooling with the Wrong Man 2 1 

233 Freezing a Moiher-in-Law... 2 1 

154 Fun in a Post Office 4 2 

184 Family Discipline 1 

274 Family Jars 5 2 

209 ftoose with the Golden Eggs.. 5 ■'. 

13 Give Me My Wife 3 3 

00 Hans, the Dutch J. P. 3 1 

271 Hans Brummel's Cafe 5 

116 Hash 4 2 

120 H. M. S. Pluui 1 1 

103 How Sister Paxey got her 

Child Baptized 2 1 

5i) How She has Own Way 1 3 

14o How He Popped the Quest'n. 1 1 

74 How to Tame M-in-Law 4 2 

35 How Stout Your Getting 5 2 

47 Tn the Wrong Box 3 

95 In the Wrong Clothes 5 3 

11 John Smith 5 3 

;>'.) Jumbo Jum 4 3 

82 Killing Time 1 1 

182 Kittie'< Wedding Cake 1 3 

127 Lick Skillet Wedding 2 2 

228 Lauderbach's Little Surprise 3 

106 Lodgings for Two 3 

139 .Matrimonial Bliss 1 1 

231 Match for a other-Min-Law.. 2 2 

235 More Blunders than one 4 3 

69 Mother's Fool (5 1 

15s Mr. Hudson's Tiger Hunt 1 1 

23 My Heart's in Highlands f 3 

208 My Precious Betsey 4 4 

212 My Turn Next !.... 4 3 

32 M. Wife's Relations 4 4 



NO. M F 

186 M v Day and Now-a-Days 1 

273 My Neighbor's Wife 3 -3 

44 Obedience 1 2 

244 Old Clothes 3 

33 On the Sly 3 2 

240 Othello 4 1 

57 Paddy Miles' Boy 5 2 

217 Paten Washing Machine 4 1 

165 Persecuted Dutchman 6 3 

195 Poor Pilicodv 2 3 

258 Prof.Bones'Latest Invention 5 

159 Quiet Family 4 4 

171 Hough Diamond 4 3 

180 Ripples 

207 Room 44 2 

48 Sch.aps 1 1 

138 Sewing Circle of Pu-iod 5 

115 S. H. A. M. Pinafore 3 3 

55 Somebody's Nobody 3 2 

24'. Sports on a Lark 3 

232 Stage Struck Y T ankee 4 2 

238 Strawberry Shortcake 2 

270 Slick and Skinner 5 

I Slasher and Crasher 5 2 

137 Taking the Census 1 1 

40 Th.t Mysterious B'dle 2 2 

245 Ticket Taker 3 

38 The Bewitched- Closet 5 2 

131 The Cigarette 4 2 

101 The Coming ,\ an 3 1 

167 Turn Him Out _ 3 2 

68 The Sham Professor 4 

54 The Two T. J's 4 2 

253 The Best Cure 4 1 

28 Thirty-three Next Birthday.. 4 2 

142 Tit for Tat 2 1 

270 The Printer and His Devils.. 3 1 

203 Trials of a Country Editor.... H 2 
7 The Wonderful Telephone.... 3 1 

200 Unjust Justice 2 

213 Vermont Wool Dealer 5 3 

151 Wanted a Husband 2 1 

56 Wooing Under Difficulties 5 3 

70 Which will he Marry 2 8 

135 Widower's Trials 4 5 

147 Waking Him Up 1 2 

155 Why they Joined the Re- 
beccas 4 

111 Yankee Duelist 3 1 

157 Yankee Peddler 7 3 

ETHIOPIAN FARCES. 

204 Academy of Stars 6 

15 An Unhappy Pair 1 1 

172 Black Shoemaker 4 2 

98 Black Statue 4 2 

222 Colored Senators 3 () 

214 Chops 3 o 

145 Cuff's Luck 2 i 

190 Crimps Trip 5 q 

249 Double Election 9 i 

27 Fetter Lane to Gravesend 2 q 

230 Hamlet the Dainty 6 i 

153 Haunted House 2 o 



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ETHIOPIAN FARCES-CONTUED. 

24 Handy Andy 2 

236 Hypochondriac The 2 

247 Incompatibility of Temper... 1 2 

77 Joe's Vis t 2 1 

88 Mischievous Nigger 4 2 

25(5 Midnight Colic 2 1 

12S Musical Darkey 2 

259 Nobody's Moke ~... 5 2 

90 No Cure No Pay 3 1 

61 Not as Deaf as He Seems 3 

234 Old Dad's Cabin 2 ] 

L50 OldPompey 1 1 

I0y Other People's Children .'5 2 

l.;i Pomp's Pranks 1 <> 

177 Quarrelsome Servants 3 

96 Rooms to Let 2 1 

1(17 School •"> I) 

133 Seeing Rosting 3 

179 Sham Doctor 3 3 

94 16,000 Years Ago 3 

25 Sport with a Sportsman 2 

92 Stage Struck Darkey 2 1 

241 Struck by Lightning 2 2 

10 Stock* Up, Stocks Down 2 

64 That Boy Sam 3 1 

252 That Awful Carpet Rag 3 3 

122 The Select School 5 



118 The Popcorn Man 3 1 

6 The Studio , ;; 

108 Thoie Awful Roys 5 

4 Twain's Dodging 3 1 

197 Tricks g 2 

198 Uncle Jeff 5 2 

170 U.S. Mail „ 2 2 

216 Vice Versa 3 I 

206. Villkens and Dinah 4 1 

210 Virginia Mummy ti 1 

203 Who Stole the Chickens 1 1 

205 William Tell 4 

156 Wig-Maker and His Servants 3 

GUIDE BOOKS. 

17 Hints on Elocution 

130 Hints to Amateurs 



CANTATA. 

21.. On to Victory 4 

TABLEAUX. 

250 Festival of Days 

PANTOMIME. 
260 Cousin John's Album 



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